User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Redwall Wars: A Deadly Turn/@comment-2246928-20150410011620/@comment-7662967-20150422001244

Azul listened to the cracking of the whip above decks, and winced inwardly. She'd felt such a contrivance on her own back plenty a time.

Of course, for all she knew, the beast receiving the punishment was just as evil as the ones giving it. But then .. there was no way to tell.

And now Azul doubted she'd find out, not from the sound of things.

''Whoever ya are .. if you're a goodbeast, I hope you pull through.''

The fox closed her eyes, pulling on her oar. After all, that's all a slave could really do.